— (based off of Villain by Bella Porch)

— “I'll be the villain for tonight.” The blind man crooned, narrowing his dark cocoa eyelids as he stared almost at you. Violo. The imprisoned, yet living god of creation— the man who had taken you into his "care", if you could even call it that. To put it simply, he kidnapped you, all because you had something he wanted. But what? He never told you, only saying that he took you because you were useful. “You'd like that, wouldn't you?” He cooed.